Erotic Tales for the Visual Woman

Ice It Down!   I live in the far north woods for many reasons, but a major one is I don't do heat well.   So along comes global warming and the heat has found me.  I admit to being a bit jealous as some of you described keeping your glass dildos in the freezer before use. Kind of seemed like an unfair advantage.  So I tried ice myself.  The image was hard to capture because the ice melted so fast and my fingers were so wet BUT it felt fabulous.  Thank you all for the inspiration!

  pulling for you     It seems like this has been a tough time for many. What with the unending heat, the viruses, some physical maladies and war.  Or just the plain uncertainty of life. Just remember, we are ALL in this together.   I'm pulling for you.    

  windows   You know, of course, that they work both ways ... An exciting chance I'm taking for Sinful Sunday today.   .  

  For Molly And William and Gemma and Sharon who all suggested this follow up to last weeks post.  Thank you all for recommending a fun photo session. A long time ago I was a moderator for a CFNM site.  In the interests of generating a stronger voice in from the female members I proposed that if they told me their fantasy scenario, I'd write it, add their characters to it and then post the result.  This led to my blog and The Woodpecker series.  Eventually they asked for visuals to accompany it and that's how I got started posting nude pics online. I'm proud that today there are two women's clubs based on Woodpeckers.  Young women are being encouraged to develop their strong sexuality - whatever form that takes. So I listen to female voices and when they ask for something I do my very best to deliver it.  EVERYTHING good I know about sex a woman taught me. That's the backstory on this photo series.  I've included several because I couldn't decide which one b

    swinging dicks A female reader of this blog asked me to provide better visuals to my older writing "What feels good to me".  what feels good So this odd post is my attempt to do that.   I could also have called this post "fun with dicks". Did you know that when you swing your cock around like this: That this is what happens?     Which makes my dick slit DELICIOUSLY slippery - I love that feeling.  

Glamping     It's summer, and I'm getting the camper out for some trips into the woods.   I know the more authentic people want a tent, sleeping bag and a big bottle of mosquito repellent.  OK, I'll admit it.  This is my idea of "roughing it"!  And obviously, I enjoy it.   There's a bad pick up line in the north woods where one party tells another that they'd like to check them for ticks.   No ticks here.

 I get a thrill out of vintage motorcycles. I only wish I could ride it bare and let the wind blow my parts around. vintage

  May is ... National Masturbation Month, of course!   Please excuse my enthusiasm.  I like to share.       

Abstract Photography   This week's photo challenge over at Sinful Sunday was abstract photography. This was a real challenge for me. I have three different ideas, but all seem lame.   Anyone have a preference? Or how about pebbles, ivy and fur?

    Sinning   Lusting in my heart, Sinning in my mind, Where is the part when I'm repaid in kind.  I think that's imagined as well. 

Touch     I touch it and feel a tremor move  from my chest to my thighs.  An involuntary shiver shakes my body and my cock moves in counter balance, it waves and dances in the air.    I can slide my finger tips down the shaft and feel. Oh yes, I feel it's weight and the bumps of veins. It strains and stretches out to reach - to connect - to release. But not yet. Let's go slow. 

  talking dick size This is an older photo that I've never posted before.   To be honest, I was never happy with how it presented what is the honest look of my dick.  It seemed "non-showy", nothing special, just plain average at best.  I acknowledge that this is just foolish ego on my part.   I can walk into any department store in America and grab a shirt, pants and jacket off the size medium rack and they fit perfectly.  Why would I expect my dick to be anything different?   It's a silly male thing.  I so much want to be able to elicit positive female reaction.   It's silly because in real life, I'm not attracted to female models or women with perfect bodies.  I search out high quality female humans that interest me.   I used to be a moderator on a CFNM site, and the women were all definitely size queens.   I have to admit feeling a little jealous of those bigger males.   One of the things I appreciate about Sinful Sunday is that I feel like the posters are

imagine     I've been thinking about the connections between one's imagination and sex. We all want "real" and "true".   But the glorious, unrestrained, bursting from desire fun of imagination is there.  And is that any less true?

Shaking off the blues    I'm "shaking off" the Late Winder Blues.  Hope you all are as well. Looking out the window, I yearn for spring. The days are a little longer, The sun brighter.  Early birds are arriving, chirping their hello. It's not the worms they're after but the best territory. They'll use it to attract a mate, They have a need.  Turns out they aren't so different than you and me.  Like those birds, I'm saying "hello out there". 

  valentine    It's a silly card but with a serious message. My hope for each of you is that you have - or you find someone - who makes your love complete. Enjoy, be safe. JerBear

  I believe I believe in making music, I believe in making love,   I believe in the power of poetry,   All my beliefs require others  in order to be strong and ring true.  And every exhibitionist needs a watcher. I believe I'll have another glass of wine the accompanying photo is from my archive.   The temps have been between -20F and zero all week.  I'm wimping out getting all naked until it warms up.  

  On senses Winter in the woods of the far north means short daylight hours and long cold nights.   I took advantage of one of these nights to play around with some words, images and well, whatever else popped up.   In the dark I look for It.  finding It, I unfold Its curled  length and inspect It with  light fingertip touches. smooth soft skin firm head, slightly moist It trembles at my touch. I squeeze hard, feeling It's pulse  throb in my hand. The beat quickens in anticipation. sliding my hand down It, I feel a tremor in my legs they go weak, ready to submit. It answers. With a twitch aided by its newly solid state It wants friction and searches wildly frustrated by my slippery fingers It pushes and thrusts upwards  wildly stabbing at air. It needs  the release of surrounding skin wrapping It in heat  and matching   It's need to join. 

  Merry Merry!   Blessings of the season to each and every one of you.   My wish for you is: peace to all who are troubled, healing for all who are hurt and friends to all who are lonely.   Each of you contributed in some way to the family which this site has become and I thank you for that.  I'm sorry the angel in this picture is a little blurry.  I tried and tried to get it focused but just knowing you all would be looking, my dick kept twitching and that would make the angel swing. By the time I got it stopped and the camera in position my dick would twitch and the angel would swing ... like it's doing in the picture.  I didn't have room on the picture to call out each of you. You all are angels and all are tightly focused in my mind.   You fellow posters are all angels - strong ones, Molly is the chief angel and the most powerful angels are those of you who look, read and comment.   Thank you all and Peace be with you.